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Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Wounded Knee: Last Run of 2010 and Beyond

Yesterday evening I went for my last run of the year, and last run for the foreseeable future. It was along the lakefront downtown and how appropriate that a light snow started to fall as I reached the turnaround point of a six mile run.

In a few hours, I get my knee scoped. My knee has been bothering me for a long time and when my race obligations were over for the year, I finally went in for an MRI. Then I went to an orthopedic doctor and got an opinion. Then I got a 2nd opinion, because that's what my primary care physician told me to do.

The two opinions were more alike than different. Both said that I didn't need to do anything today, tomorrow or next Wednesday. But Doctor #2 said that only a scope would tell us for sure what was going on and he talked about my torn (missing) ACL which Doctor #1 didn't really bring up.
So I decided to get on Doc#2 calendar and have the outpatient surgery. It is appropriate that an available date fell on the Winter Solstice -- the day of the year with either the least least amount of daylight or the most darkness.

The possible outcomes of the scope are:

Most likely, the doctor looks around, he sees what he suspected -- that my cartlidge is beat up and should some day be replaced, but not this decade.

Possible chance the doctor looks around and says "yeah no more marathons for you."

Outside chance the doctor says "actually, no more running unless its for the bus."

And always the chance the doctor says well if you want to run/marathon again, you need a cartiledge transplant and while we're there, we might as well repair your ACL.

Perhaps it is more than appropriate that an available date fell on the Winter Solstice -- the day of the year with either the least least amount of daylight or the most darkness. While I'm not excited about having my knee cut, I know it's my best chance for getting back on the running path. Therefore I choose not to dwell in the darkness, but to seek the light for a change.

Whatever happens, happens. Some people hang up their running shoes after Labor Day. Some wait until the temperature dips below a certain point. Others stop at the first snow fall. And some of us just need a doctor's order to stop running for a while.